"I think Evan and Kofi may win this thing tonight" Jerry Lawler commented. The arena cried into a defining parade of cheers. The referee counted to three to crown new WWE Tag Team Champions. Evan's new valet Hope Nicole hopped into the ring and into his arms. She loved any chance at hugging her longtime crush. "You won! I'm so proud of you" she tried to says over the audience. She could tell Evan couldn't understand a word she said. He just stood there with a goofy smile. That same goofy smile Hope had fell in love with.
On the other side of the ring stood David Otunga and Michael McGillicutty. Their manager Jaime just shook his head at them. "You did great" he mouthed with a shrug. Michael grabbed Jaime and shoved him up the ramp and to the backstage. "What are you doing? Are you crazy get off me" Jaime protested. His pleads went unnoticed though. "Its your fault they're holding us back" Michael said to his real life boyfriend. "Your totally off gimmick. Its embarrassing! Do you know my family legacy huh?" He yelled. Jaime slumped to the floor and began to cry. "Hey hey what's a matter?" Evan stopped by his friend. "Its Mikey. He-he yelled at me again. It really hurts when he blames me just because he's a sucky wrestler" Jaime sniffled. Evan couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "Just forget him okay" he insisted. "Hey I've got something to tell you. I know a real cool guy who has the major hots for ya" Evan grinned. "Oh Matthew uhm...I'm flattered baby" Jaime winked. "Oh not me. Someone way cooler. Trust me" Evan beamed.
Meanwhile Hope sat in a tall chair in front of a mirror. She listened to her ipod unsuspecting of an onlooker. "Boo!". "Oh my gosh!" Hope cried out. "Did I scare ya?" CM Punk smiled innocently. He bit his lip ring timidly as he crossed his arms. "Oh no you didn't you just caught me off guard" the young lady replied. Punk sat on a table nearby and cleared his throat. "So you like Evan don't you? I can tell so don't try to Pinocchio me kiddo" he said. Hope blushed and tip toed around the sensitive subject. "I do but I don't think he'll go for me" she frowned. "Why not hun?" Punk questioned. "Well I think he's gay. He's always with my friend Jaime" Hope replied. Punk pondered for awhile before saying a word. "I've know Matty for years. He's kinda girly sometimes but I don't think he's gay. I'd know if he was" he replied. "Really?" Hope asked sweetly. "Of coarse hun. Gay guys know when other guys are gay" Punk blurted out. It took Hope a quick second before she caught on. Her jaw dropped as Punk gave her a sly wink.
At the same time Evan was trying his best to cheer up Jaime. "I don't think he's straight Jay. Trust me I've known Phil for years. He's gay" Evan assured. "Your telling me CM Punk is gay? I don't believe it" Jaime huffed. He slammed down his glitter kit and sighed. "Well I guess he could be" he gave it a second thought, "hmmmm. Like maybe he's hiding it. Any wrestler would hide that secret." "Yeaaahhh" Evan raised an eyebrow. He picked up his friend's Lip Smacker and tulle cape. "This is very secretive Jay" Evan laughed. "Yeah yeah boo okay. So uhm...will you uh...maybe haha talk to him for me? Like set us up?" Jaime asked excitedly. Evan's face slowly turned into a mischievous grin.
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The next day WWE had scheduled an autograph signing with several superstars. Jaime sat next to Maryse who was his best friend. He didn't really approve of her attitude at times but he liked her nontheless. "Thank you" a young female fan smiled at Jaime. "No thank you honey" he responded. He batted his violet eyes as he tapped his marker. Hope sat next to the divas champion Melina. "So Johnny was so annoying last night. He told me I was pretty but c'mon look at this? Is he trying to be a smartass?" She snapped. "Just look at it!" Melina cried. She pointed to her chin with her chocolate painted fingernail . Hope struggled to find a tiny pin sized mark. "Oh seriously you can't see it" Hope assured. Melina rolled her eyes and continued to sign an autograph. Jaime waved to Hope and mouthed 'you okay?'. Hope pointed to her head and twirled her finger. "Coo coo" she whispered. "Hey!" Melina barked, "don't twirl your hair dear. Its a bad habit you know. You can break it off at the follicle you know." Hope let out a breath of relief knowing she hadn't been caught onto.
Meanwhile Punk and Evan sat at another table. "So how's your day Philly?" Dolph Ziggler asked. He pouted his soft lips just enough to catch some attention. Punk gave a tiny laugh and leaned into his ex lover's ear. "Listen I don't care what you do buddy. You fucked up too big this time" he seethed. "C'mon baby you know you want this back" Dolph retorted. His fingers slid up Punk's thighs into his crotch. "You know I'm addicted to you now that I've gotten some Punky" Dolph grinned. "Listen Nicholas I'm not dumb. I know the only thing you want is a recommendation for the belt" Punk said. "Damn it Phil! Just do it please! I deserve to be champion! Come on I did sexy things for you remember?" Dolph blurted. He turned around to see a group of male fans with stunned faces. "Uh I meant to say I did sexual crap for Vickie! Yeah Vickie" Dolph played kayfabe. Punk laughed silently to himself. He felt a finger tap his upper shoulder. "Hey you wanna party with Jaime and I tonight?" Evan asked. Punk saw this as his opportunity to possibly set up Hope and Evan. "Sure. I'll bring my girl Hope with me" Punk replied. Evan's heart sank a little. 'My girl' stuck in his head the rest of the day. "She's his" Evan frowned.
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"Tonight?!?! As in a few hours?" Hope cried. "Yes grasshopper now go get ready. Do those girly things that take you hours to get ready" Punk directed. He sat on his hotel bed reading an issue of Pro Wrestling Illustrated. "So Evan will be there? With Jaime?" Hope asked. Punk nodded his head in response. "Hey look its Colt Cabana. Man I remember those days of him and I. Ahhhh...Scott Colton or like he used to scribble on his journal Scott Brooks. You know...Hope? Hello?" Punk called out. "What's the matter?" He asked. "I just give up okay? I know Evan doesn't like me" Hope sobbed. "Oh geez why do girls always cry on me? Come here" CM Punk hugged her tightly.
At the same time a few rooms down...."What's the point? He doesn't like me anyway!" Jaime groaned. He sat in his boxers and an oversized shocking pink shirt. "Your not even gonna go? After all this?" Evan questioned. "Meh" Jaime replied nonchalantly.
"All you have to do is thrown on some pants."
"Meh"
"And roll out to the car."
"Roll?"
"I meant walk okay. And a few hours with our friends."
"Meh"
Evan finally lost his cool. He grabbed Jaime and pulled him to the door. "Fine you'll go like this then" he fumed. "No I ...wait! Oh no" Jaime screeched. Evan opened the door to Punk and Hope standing in shock. "Are..we early?" Hope asked adjusting her messenger bag. "Uh no I was uh gonna go like this! Yeah its retro style! Like the girl off of Flashdance!" Jaime blushed. "You caught us at an awkward time" Evan replied. He stared sheepishly at Jaime as if to say sorry. "Oh what exactly was going on?" Hope asked. Her heart prepared for any answer. "Okay let's just get this out in the open. Are you two life partners in a domestic relationship?" Punk blurted out the question. "What?" Evan wrinkled his nose. "Are you two gay?" Hope finally asked.
"I am. He's not." Jaime replied, "are you two straight?" Hope's heart fluttered realizing she had her chance. "He is I'm not..I mean I am he is too...damn it! I like you Matthew Korklan, Matt Sydal, Evan Bourne whatever you want me to call you" Hope admitted. "Just call me your's" Evan smiled. He grabbed Hope and kissed her gently.
"What do I call you?" Jaime frowned. Punk bit his lip ring and folded his arms. "Whatever you want babe" he answered. The two kissed passionately in the doorway.
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